Let’s Play – Chapter 1

Keywords: Let’s Play, Nigerian, Free, Web Novel, Drama, Romance, Play Girl, Fabling Pam

+BIMBO+

Let me begin telling this story with me staring at this angry bitch, who, for some unknown reason, was angry at me. She just kept on talking and talking and talking and talking, then finally she said, “How much will you give me to leave my boyfriend alone?” I thought she was joking, so I answered, “One million naira?” I was about to laugh at myself when she brought out her cheque-book and signed it, tore out a slip, and threw it on me. May I add that my mouth was open throughout all this?

When I got back to my senses, she was gone in her black 2011 Jaguar XJ. I bent down slowly and picked up the cheque with ONE MILLION NAIRA clearly written on it, and I mentally froze, still with my mouth open, then common sense hit me!

Right there, I dialled John’s number, “hello, John……..I’m okay…….yes…..um….John? It’s not you, it’s me…….I’ve started seeing someone else.” I dropped the call before he said anything to change my mind. And just when Mr. Conscience tried to achieve what Mr. Common Sense couldn’t achieve. A big, bright smile appeared on my face! I AM A MILLIONAIRE!!!!

‘HI! MY NAME IS BIMBO. AND I JUST LEARNT THAT PLAYING GAMES CAN MAKE YOU RICH!’

Daniella is my best friend and my roommate, so we practically share everything, but at times, she can be pretty annoying. But hey, opposites attract.

Daniella is my best friend and my roommate, so we practically share everything, but at times, she can be pretty annoying. But hey, opposites attract.

“Okay! But I won’t tell you how I made one million naira today,” she immediately jumped up from the bed, assessed me to know if I was serious, then gasped out loud as I waved the cheque in her face. “Tomiwa paid me to leave John.”

“Are you thinking what I’m thinking?” A mischievous smile started spreading across her face.

“If it’s about money, then we are in sync,” I slipped my cheque out of her hand before she thought of the word share. Na! I’m not that stingy, but you see, Daniella is the spending type, and I am the saving type. But I’ll give her a treat.

“Let’s play a game.” Now I was listening, “let’s see how many bitches and guys we can legally sca.m” “I likey!” I said, placing my cheque Ii love that word’ into my bag and zipped it.

“We will get a list of available suitors with desperate girlfriends or fiancées starting tomorrow,” she gets back on the bed and dozes off.

We might be different in our own ways, but we both didn’t believe in love and loved money.

To be continued